Mental Division

Regulus went to the second basement level, to the small, private Training Room where he practiced Fiendfyre during the Easter holidays.

He pulled a book from his pocket, "Advanced Legilimency: Mind Structure and Defense Strategies," which he had found in his home library.

He needs Mental Splitting Technique.

He wanted to try splitting his consciousness into two separate parts, each responsible for a Fiendfyre Bird, so that they would not interfere with each other.

There are relevant techniques involved in Legilimency.

Advanced Legilimency can be used not only to defend against external intrusions, but also to construct Mind Maze, create false memories, and segment areas of consciousness.

Regulus previously focused solely on defense during practice; now he needs to shift his focus to splitting the game.

He opened the book and found the chapter on the consciousness partitioning.

The principle is not complicated. Imagine your mind as a large hall with multiple rooms inside.

Normally, all thoughts flow and mingle in the hall.

The purpose of partitioning consciousness is to lock each room, allowing specific thoughts to operate only in their respective rooms and preventing them from colluding with each other.

But it's easier said than done.

Regulus sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

First, enter a state of Star Orbit Meditation. The fourth and a half Orion Four Stars will light up in your consciousness, their light stable.

Star Orbit Meditation itself does not directly provide the ability to split the mind, but it can enhance mental stability and make consciousness easier to shape.

Following the method in the book, he built the first room in the Hall of Mind.

The walls are virtual, constructed through willpower.

He imagined the room's outline, the thickness of the walls, and the material of the doors.

It's easy to imagine, and the room quickly takes shape, but it lacks functionality; a sudden burst of inspiration can cause the walls to crumble.

He tried repeatedly, pouring his will and spirit into making the wall real.

Two hours later, the first room stabilized.

He started building the second one, this time faster, taking shape in an hour.

Then comes the connection: establishing a passage between the two rooms so that the Main Consciousness can switch its focus at any time, while maintaining the independence of each room.

This step is the most difficult.

If the passageway is too wide, the thoughts in the two rooms will mix; if it's too narrow, there will be a delay when switching between them.

He tried seventeen times before finding the balance point.

When I opened my eyes, there was a little sweat on my forehead. With a slight thought, the sweat disappeared.

If the room had a physical form, it would be purely constructed from spiritual energy, causing depletion and mental exhaustion, but it succeeded.

Half an hour later, he regained his composure and raised his hand, palm facing upward.

An orange-red flame ignited and quickly shaped into a Fiendfyre Bird.

The little bird stood in his palm, tilted its head, and made a preening motion.

Although it was controlled by Regulus, the sense of control was more refined than before, and this part of his consciousness was isolated in the first room.

Separate entrance, dedicated to a specific purpose.

He then activated the second room.

The moment my consciousness split, it felt strange, like watching two images at the same time.

One image shows Fiendfyre Bird in the palm of the right hand, while the other image is blank, waiting to be filled in.

He focused the blank image on his left hand.

A second flame ignited in the palm of his left hand.

The Fiendfyre began to take shape: wings, tail feathers, and a head.

The second Fiendfyre Bird took shape and stood in the palm of the left hand.

The two birds looked at each other, tilting their heads to examine each other. Regulus felt that the two images were overlapping, but they did not interfere with each other.

They didn't devour each other, their temperatures didn't soar, they didn't spread violently, and their forms remained stable.

He made the bird in his right hand fly up and hover in the air, while the bird in his left hand remained in his palm, making a pecking motion.

The two actions are performed simultaneously and do not interfere with each other.

It was a success.

Regulus maintained this state for fifteen minutes, then withdrew.

The two birds went out, the isolation in the Consciousness Room was lifted, and thought resumed its overall flow.

During his break, he let his mind wander, realizing that Mental Splitting Technique shouldn't be limited to Fiendfyre.

Space Magic can also be used, simultaneously maintaining Spatial Warp and Spatial Anchor, which is essentially multitasking.

The defenses of Legilimency can also benefit by hiding real memories in the deeper chambers and placing false information in the surface chambers to confuse intruders.

Alternatively, you could weaponize the information and place it in a room, allowing someone to come in and investigate. Then, without doing anything, the other party would be attacked from a level of consciousness.

You could also hide something else in the room, maybe even some soul Magic.

After all, soul and consciousness sound like a perfect match.

He rested for half an hour, then continued practicing.

For the next three days, he spent six hours each day in the Training Room.

The Fiendfyre Bird increased from two to three, and the Consciousness Room also increased to three.

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This is all I can do for now, but it's enough.

By the afternoon of the third day, the three Fiendfyre Bird were able to fly freely in the Training Room, chasing each other and occasionally chirping, completely under his control.

Regulus was satisfied with the results.

While these are exercises, the small size of the Fiendfyre also has its advantages: it is stealthy, agile, and suitable for surprise attacks or precise maneuvers.

For example, you could have Fiendfyre Bird stealthily fly into a room and suddenly transform into a ferocious beast next to the target, or have multiple birds attack different targets simultaneously for precision targeting.

Moreover, the splitting practice improved his overall control, Fiendfyre was gradually tamed in his hands, making it usable against enemies or in other scenarios.

In the evening, Regulus left the private Training Room to take a look at the main Training Room.

Sirius is fighting Gerald Hawk, and the scene is quite impressive.

Sirius Spellcasting while moving, using Slowing Charm Disarming Charm for offense, and occasionally Leg-Locker Curse for interference.

Hawk defended with the Shield Charm and countered with simple Repelling Charm. His movements were slow, but he always managed to time his attacks perfectly to put Sirius at a disadvantage.

Regulus immediately realized that Hawk was feeding him a move.

He was guiding Sirius to familiarize himself with the rhythm of combat, the connection of spells, and the feeling of Spellcasting while moving.

Each counterattack was executed with just the right amount of force, forcing Sirius to react without actually hitting him.

The training is going well; Sirius is definitely improving.

His spells were more powerful than they had been three days ago, the intervals between Spellcasting were shorter, and he had learned to move.

There are also a few less common but useful spells, probably taught by Hawk, such as the Adhesive Charm that makes the ground sticky, and the Fog Charm that blurs the opponent's vision.

A fighting spirit was also beginning to emerge.

He began to consciously use his environment, hiding behind Wooden Dummy targets as cover, using Repelling Charm to overturn equipment racks to create obstacles, and even trying to use Transfiguration to conjure ropes to trip people.

Although it was unsuccessful.

This is the advantage of Pureblood families; children from ordinary wizarding families don't have this kind of resource.

They can't afford to hire former Auror as private instructors, can't afford fully equipped Training Room, and certainly can't have a family Library to provide extracurricular knowledge.

It's even more difficult for Muggle-borns; they have to learn everything from scratch, and they have to figure out many things that are common knowledge for Pure-bloods on their own.

Talent is important, but resources are even more important.

Sirius possesses the Black family's talent, and now that he's using Black family resources, his progress will be much faster than it was in school, provided he's willing to train.

Regulus watched for a while, then turned and left.

The Study was right next to the Training Room, separated only by a door. Orion was reading documents behind the desk.

"Father," Regulus called softly.

Orion looked up. "Finished practicing?"

"Yes, I'd like to go to the Herb Garden in Cornwall tomorrow and stay for a few days."

Orion nodded. "Okay, I'll let them know. Do you need someone to come with us?"

"No need, I'll go myself." Regulus shook his head.

"Be safe."

Orion gave a casual remark, then his gaze fell on Regulus's shoulder.

A small, orange-red bird, no bigger than a sparrow, had perched there sometime earlier. Its body was delicately shaped, its wings folded, and it was tilting its head, looking at the furnishings in the Study.

Orion stared at it for a few seconds, not recognizing it. "What's this?"

"Fiendfyre," Regulus replied briefly, and the little bird echoed in agreement.

Orion raised an eyebrow.

He recognized Fiendfyre, of course, but he had never seen him so quiet.

This little bird even looks kind of cute, if you ignore the fact that it is actually a cursed fire.

"You've got this much control?" Orion tried to keep his tone steady, but leaned forward against the edge of the table.

"Still practicing."

The little bird on Regulus's shoulder flew up, circled the Study, and landed back on his shoulder, hissing softly.

Orion took a quiet breath, then nodded without asking any further questions.

All he needed to know was that Regulus could tame Fiendfyre.

With such precise control, its power in actual use will be considerable.

As for the specifics, those attacked by it will likely be pleasantly surprised.

"Go ahead." Orion waved his hand. "Remember to eat on time. The House-elf at the Herb Garden aren't very good at cooking. Tell them in advance what you want to eat and they'll prepare it."

"Understood, Father." Regulus nodded slightly, finding it rather surprising to hear his father say this.

He left the Study and returned to his room.

He pushed open the bedroom door, Fiendfyre Bird flew off his shoulder, circled the room once, and finally landed on the bedpost, folding its wings and closing its eyes like a real bird.

Regulus took off his outer robe, hung it up, and lay down on the bed.

We're going to the Herb Garden tomorrow.

Hopefully, the Mandrake won't disappoint him.